When I saw the health bar, I chose to blow up the world

The behavior of Wang Li, the son of the county prime minister, is very contradictory.

He wants to get Zhang Manning, but he can't accept others rejecting Zhang Manning.

In the eyes of most people, this is a love-struck young man who is trapped by love and mentally collapsed, so he is reckless and unreasonable.

But in Zhou Yuan's eyes, Wang Li, the son of the county prime minister, is simply a source of information, and his own state proves the viciousness of the painted skin.

Because Wang Li's head not only has a blood bar, but also has special identity information [Level 2 Love Puppet Wang Li].

This is the weakest monster Zhou Yuan has seen since his debut.

He even suspected that if he slapped him, Wang Li would have to give up his experience and fall asleep immediately.

But such an arrogant and weak guy brought Zhou Yuan a piece of information.

"Love Puppet, this name is well named, love before puppet, it is the cause; puppet after love, it is the result.

Led by love, love is out of control, and finally turned into a puppet?"

Zhou Yuan didn't know if his guess was right, but Wang Li's state had confirmed a lot of things.

The word "puppet" means that he has lost the ability to choose himself.

The key is that his level is so low, let alone [Level 15 Painted Skin Manning], the [Level 5 Painted Skin Lady] in the flower house can kick him down.

"It turns out that in addition to making leather suits, the Painted Skins also have the skills to control others."

Zhou Yuan thought carefully and found that he had not seen other love puppets in the city in the past two days, and people entering and leaving the Red Mansions and Green Houses did not have such marks.

It seems that ordinary Painted Skins do not have the ability to create love puppets, and only a few powerful Painted Skins have this ability to confuse and control.

"Zhou Yuan, where are you, why don't you dare to see me.

Don't pull me, I'll wait for him to give me an explanation and give Manning an explanation."

Zhou Yuan is really not good at dealing with such people, and is better at digging a pit to keep them calm forever.

However, although Wang Li is quite annoying, his crime is not punishable by death.

Therefore, Zhou Yuan ignored this infatuated and resentful guy and turned to Chunrongfang.

On the way, he entered two brothels and found a [Level 8 Painted Skin Dancer] to verify his disguise.

Sure enough, the Painted Skin Dancer could not see the difference in him. Instead, she said that he had a good figure and invited him to play in her room at night.

"The pleasure places are free and unrestrained, and these Painted Skins are more comfortable than the people in the city. It has become a place where ghosts are happy and people are in decline."

As he walked along, he was getting closer and closer to Chunrongfang in the east of the city, and the density of Painted Skins nearby increased a lot.

This phenomenon is very abnormal. When Zhou Yuan and Cai Cheng came to deal with the ghost problem before, the density of Painted Skins here was not higher than other places.

"Is it that there are so many in this place, and they were hidden before, or they gathered here on purpose to plan something."

Zhou Yuan walked along the direction of the Painted Skins' flow and found that those Painted Skins did not stop when they passed by the [Level 15 Painted Skin Manning]'s mansion, but continued to move forward.

Going further into the inner part of the market, the surrounding buildings became larger and more magnificent, and the number of pedestrians of all kinds gradually decreased, and the number of servants and maids in each mansion gradually increased.

It was not until they reached a small bridge and flowing water that the painted skins entered a quiet courtyard.

Zhou Yuan could see clearly that the courtyard was a small temple, facing Chunrongfang and backed by the street market.

"What is that rascal doing? Go in and offer liquid. I don't want the monthly salary."

"Hey, I'll come right up."

When an old man with painted skin passed by Zhou Yuan, he pulled him twice and asked him to enter the temple quickly.

After Zhou Yuan entered, he found that this was a temple of the Fang God, which was equivalent to the land temple in rural villages and towns.

Although the god was small and the temple was not big, the statue of the Fang God was very delicate, like a lifelike and kind old man.

Many people came in from the street market to burn incense, and some even put a few copper coins into the incense box.

Zhou Yuan looked up and took a closer look. There was identity information on the statue, [Skin of Fang God].

The pilgrims burned incense and offered sacrifices, and the painted skins offered liquids.

The dark Yin-accumulating fluid dripped from the eye sockets of the Painted Skin. [Level 10 Painted Skin Temple Priest] reached out to catch it and smeared it on the back of the statue.

The Painted Skin who offered the Yin-accumulating fluid would receive 5 strings of copper coins, which should be about 500 coins in length.

Zhou Yuan's scalp was numb when he saw this situation. It was not strange that the Painted Skins covered the Fang God with skin, but the strange thing was that the skin really had the name of "Fang God".

"What are these Painted Skins doing? Is the Fang God's skin made by them, or is it worthy of the name?"

The Painted Skins' plan was beyond Zhou Yuan's imagination. He didn't think that the Painted Skins would offer a skin for no reason. This skin must be a little magical.

It was not difficult to verify the truth. This thing had a name introduction like the explosives, and it was likely to be collected in the inventory.

As long as he entered Zhou Yuan's inventory and checked the item introduction, he would naturally understand the secret.

He thought so and did so.

Anyway, he was wearing the [Painted Skin Rogue] item, so the painted skins couldn't recognize him, so why would he be afraid of them chasing him?

He imitated the pilgrims, lit a few sandalwood sticks, bowed respectfully, and while approaching to burn incense, he secretly touched the statue of the Fang God.

[Ding, get the item Fang Shen's Skin]

After getting the item, Zhou Yuan turned around and left without looking at the item information.

The people who were offering incense didn't notice anything, but just felt that the Fang Shen was a little stiff, and the illusion of lifelikeness was gone.

The [10th level Painted Skin Temple Priest] who was applying the Yin-accumulating liquid on the back of the Fang Shen statue felt something unusual, and it looked at the suddenly changed Fang Shen with great confusion.

Where did my big 'Fang Shen's Skin' go? How could it disappear in broad daylight in an instant?

"It's a thief, it's a thief, someone stole the gold belt of the Lord of the Place."

[Level 10 Painted Skin Temple Priest] was panicked, but he didn't lose his mind. He just said the nickname, and didn't shout out the terrifying name of 'Skin of the Lord of the Place'.

"Who would steal the gold belt of the Lord of the Place? The world is going downhill, and he is not afraid of the Lord of the Place's blame."

"Where did this thief come from? He dared to steal things under our noses.

If he is caught, he must be broken and brought to the Lord of the Place to atone for his sins."

"Hey, isn't the gold belt still on the Lord of the Place? Could the temple keeper have seen it wrong?"

Although the pilgrims were angry that someone had blasphemed the Lord of the Place, they didn't take it too seriously.

These days, there are many rogues and beggars in the city. If someone is very poor, he may come to the Temple of the Lord of the Place to ask for money.

But I didn't expect that the thief this time was so bold that he even stole the things on the Lord of the Place. He was really bold.

Unlike the angry pilgrims, the [Level 10 Painted Skin Temple Priest] and the Painted Skins in the temple were very panicked.

Something big happened. The ‘Skin of the God of the Temple’ was lost. Mother might skin them alive.

More importantly, they didn’t find any clues, let alone identify the thief.

“What a sin! Why did you choose that skin when you can steal something silently and instantly?”

“Mother is using love to save my life. If there is no skin of the God of the Temple, what else can contain my father’s fate.”